Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 34: Entering the Imperial Academy

Xuan Ci finished his speech and thought he had performed very well and the effect would definitely be explosive.

Unexpectedly, Li Shimin said nothing and even his face became stern.

This made Xuanci doubt his cultural level and comprehension ability, thinking to himself, this guy couldn't understand, otherwise why was there no applause?
After a while, Li Shimin suddenly recited a poem, which was the poem about chrysanthemums presented by the officials in the morning. Then he mentioned the song "I will not go to court today" and asked Xuanci how to argue about it?

Xuan Ci was speechless, thinking to himself, what the hell, who the hell is reporting this? He’s even more despicable than those reporting dogs on the mother planet.

He immediately started cursing:
"Damn it, who said I despise the imperial court?

"This is a frame-up. Those rubbish people only write terrible poems, copying and pasting the same formulas, and they are deliberately throwing mud at me.

"They definitely want you to ban me and all my poetry, right? Then the people of the Tang Dynasty will have to eat the shit they wrote forever!

“Also, the song about not going to court tomorrow is just a joke.

"F*ck, I sang patriotic songs yesterday, and they didn't even mention it!"

Li Shimin looked at him and said, "Oh, you sang a patriotic song? How did you sing it?"

This...Xuan Ci really didn’t sing.

But it's okay, he immediately asked Beaker to freestyle a favorite song, and then started singing:
"One day this song will grow old, like the branches of a bodhi tree~
“But I will still rap over and over again, it’s like my life!

"...

"I love you Datang, my dear mother.

"I'm proud of you and I'm proud of you!"

Listening to this touching singing, Li Xian was speechless. She had never realized before that this guy was actually a master of flattery.

Moreover, this song is catchy and does not seem to be composed on the spur of the moment. It seems that the author was well prepared and had long wanted to "serve the Tang Dynasty".

Li Shimin had heard countless flatteries, but he had never heard such naked, rhythmic, and vulgar flattery.

He felt that this song was... difficult to review.

However, he was very satisfied with the ideological awareness displayed by the singer, and a smile finally appeared on his face unconsciously.

……

Outside Wenyue Pavilion.

Many passersby saw the murderous Jinwu Guards at the door and stopped to watch from afar, pointing and talking.

The winter sun is high in the sky and it is already three quarters past noon.

This point made Yin Kaishan, who was waiting anxiously outside the door, think of "beheading".

He had sent people to inquire about some information, and it was basically certain that the saint had come out of the palace with a ten-meter-long sword, and his good grandson must have been blocked inside, and most likely caught in the act.

All the hungover people inside have left, but Xuan Ci hasn't come out yet. I'm afraid... he's in great danger!

Finally, the Yin family waited for another opportunity to break out, and produced a peerless genius, who was well-rounded in intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor.
But unfortunately, he lacks virtue.

What on earth were you thinking? You had to come to a brothel to make your first pot of gold? Doesn't my Yin family have money for you to spend?
Oh, it seems that it was not given.

The old man suddenly remembered that he really didn't like his grandson and his abandoned son-in-law very much when they first came to Chang'an, and he was a bit stingy with them.

In an instant, he regretted it so much that his intestines almost turned green!

At this time, the armored guards holding knives blocking the entrance of Wenyue Pavilion all moved to the sides, and several plainclothes guards came out holding piles of rice paper with poems written on them and stood in a row.

Seeing this, Yin Kaishan wondered:

"It's over. In his rage, the Emperor won't use those two poems to charge him with treason, will he? If that happens, the Yin family might even be implicated."

After a while, another commander of the personal guards whom he knew stood at the front, picked up a handwritten letter and read it aloud to the onlookers.

Yin Kaishan was about to suffer from high blood pressure, but he soon discovered that things were completely opposite to what he thought.

It was indeed an edict from the sage, but its content highly praised Xuanci's attainments in poetry and songs.

The sage not only recognized the titles of "Poet Immortal" and "Music Sage", but also wanted to collect all the 100 masterpieces into the Jixian Hall, and planned to write the title with his own hand and name them "One Hundred Tang Poems".

Finally, the commander called Xuanci out and bestowed upon him the title of Hanlin Attendant.

Ah this?

It's okay!

He was also appointed as Hanlin Attendant.

Although this is an honorary title without rank, its importance cannot be underestimated. I heard that it is an inner court worship institution just established by the emperor and has not yet been listed as an official office.

If the emperor intends to use me, my future promotion potential will be immeasurable.

Yin Kaishan stared blankly at his grandson who had received the imperial edict. Hearing the cheers of the crowd around him, his heart felt like it had been rocked by a pendulum, and he felt a dull pain in his chest. Meanwhile, Xuanci had already changed into the brocade robe he usually wore when working the clock, and he felt extremely comfortable. As he received the informal but definitely effective imperial edict, he couldn't help but think to himself:
"CNMD, Fahai, come and arrest me again. I'm now hanging out with Li Shimin, and my official position will only get higher and higher. Let's see who will arrest who in the future."

However, just as he thought of this, his eardrums vibrated and he heard a clear voice:

"Evil disciple, do you think that by seeking popularity like this and receiving an empty title from the emperor, you can escape from the palm of my Buddha's hand?
"I tell you, from the moment you became a monk, your fate was sealed. If you continue to be stubborn and unyielding, you will only bring disaster upon yourself and your family.

"You must follow me back to the temple immediately, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Fahai?!
Xuan Ci used the binaural effect to look in the direction of the sound and saw Fahai among the crowd in the distance.

He was still dressed in the same casual attire as last night. With his eagle-like eyesight, Xuanci not only saw him clearly, but also immediately spotted his old father standing in front of him.

Chen Guangrui's expression was very complicated, including confusion, surprise, worry, relief... but no panic, it was obvious that he ran here on his own.

But despite this, Xuanci immediately understood Fahai's threat.

He also understood one thing - the reason why the society behind Fahai arranged for him to stay in the Yin family for a year was probably mainly to make up for the family affection he lacked in his childhood and then use it as a handle to threaten him.

Haha...that’s it?
Xuan Ci sneered, raised his middle finger to Fahai, then turned around and walked into Wenyue Pavilion, not even bothering to pay attention to his grandfather who was following behind him.

Soon, he found Li Shimin who was scolding Princess Yongjia and shouted directly:
"Saint, that thief bald Fahai is outside. He captured my father and used the sound transmission method to threaten me to go with him!"

Li Shimin has already sent someone to Fang's house to investigate what happened to the two "spies" last night.

Hearing Xuanci say that Fahai was outside, Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and ordered without hesitation:

"Go, control him, and bring him back to the Censorate. I will interrogate him personally."

Outside the building.

Seeing that Xuanci didn't care about his father's life or death, Fahai felt helpless.

He had just come out of the City God Temple after drinking tea. Since the best time to escape had passed, he could only try his luck and see if he could bring Xuanci back to the temple and try to make up for his mistake.

However, threats obviously have no effect on a wicked son who even beats his own father.

It’s too difficult, this job is too difficult, it’s really not easy to make money from two golden pills!

He was unable to rage, but he could only grit his teeth and prepare to turn and leave.

But unexpectedly, he saw Xuan Ci coming out again, followed by five plainclothes guards and a masked female swordsman.

As Xuan Ci raised his hand and pointed, and said something, the five people walked straight towards him, clearly with ill intentions.

Fahai was very surprised. His first reaction was to think that Xuanci cared about Chen Guangrui to some extent. Was he trying to save him?

Just as he was hesitating whether to do something to Chen Guangrui, he saw the situation that had occurred frequently in the past two days happen again.

The leading guard, just like the City God Temple talisman messenger who had come to see him twice before, first mentioned "Fahai"'s name, then showed him the token of the Qianniu Guard and invited him to have tea in an irresistible tone.

Wow, drinking tea every day?

Fahai didn't know how Xuanci found the Qianniu Guards, but he knew that it was absolutely not advisable to stay in Chang'an for long.

"Amitabha, I have something important to attend to. Goodbye!"

As he spoke, he flashed and jumped onto the roof at the back, shocking all the onlookers and causing the five Qianniu Guards to change their expressions.

"Qiang!"

The Mo Dao was instantly unsheathed and slashed towards Fahai through the air.

I saw an invisible blade cutting the eaves like tofu, leaving a deep cut, and chasing after Fahai.

When Gao Huitong attacked, Fahai was surprised, turned around quickly, and formed a seal with his hands to block the front.

In an instant, the cuffs on his arms that were fluttering in the wind seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Then there was a sound of sharp swords, both of his sleeves were torn, and a shallow knife wound appeared on his arm, and blood splattered.

"Wow, that's awesome!" Xuan Ci clapped his hands excitedly.

After seeing the knife strike just now, he felt that the woman who injured him was probably as strong as Fahai, and there was really hope of defeating Fahai.

But Fahai obviously had no intention of fighting back. After blocking the attack, he immediately used the force to fly backwards. At the same time, he took out a palm-sized golden bowl and held it in his hand, and fled towards the city wall.

Gao Huitong chased after them with a knife, and the two of them disappeared from public sight in an instant.

Xuanci cursed Fahai viciously in his heart, then immediately turned back and walked into the Moon-Reading Pavilion and said to Li Shimin:
"Your Majesty, that bald donkey Fahai doesn't even take you seriously! You sent the Qianniu Guard to pass on the message, but he ignored you and just said goodbye and ran away!"

Ran?

Gao Huitong couldn’t catch it?
Li Shimin frowned, thinking that there really was something wrong with Hongfu Temple.

After thinking for a moment, he issued two secret decrees, asking people to quickly summon Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong, ordering them to lead the elite troops of the Xuanjia Army to directly surround Hongfu Temple and invite all the monks to have tea together!
Xuan Ci saw this scene from the side and was so happy that his heart was beaming with joy.

(End of this chapter)